Sebastian's grin grew wider. He raised his hand, tracing a simple pattern in the air. The guards watched in confusion and mounting dread, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Suddenly, flames erupted from Sebastian's hands. Yet he stood unharmed, the fire dancing around him like a loyal pet.
Sebastian moved slowly, enjoying the guard's fear. He reached out and grabbed the guard's face with his burning hand. The man screamed loudly as the fire burned his skin, and the air got quickly filled with the awful smell of burning flesh.
Sebastian threw his head back and laughed, a full-bodied sound of pure joy. "2," he said, his voice filled with twisted glee.
He turned to the last remaining guard. The man watched as the rune master got closer, staring at him as if he were watching a Puma going toward its prey, saliva dripping, and hunger in its eyes. He was no more than something to slaughter, and he knew that.
